It has now been a year plus a little over a week since MY HEALING! I'll try to from now on use 1yr+1wk etc to mark the year and weeks or mon since God chose to reach down into this life.
During this past year I almost daily noticed something I could do that day that I hadn't done or would cause pain for those previous 18 years. Such as holding hands with my husband. Or crossing my legs. Or wearing a regular pair of shoes rather than clogs. Interestingly enough, I could wear boots but not shoes. Pantyhose or rather tights. Clapping. Holding a book, esp my bible in church. There have been so many of those moments when a lightbulb flashed in my mind saying: STOP! You need to make note of this event! I still like to take a moment to notice I'm doing something I wouldn't have done before or would have to decide if the pain was worth it for a few days.
This week has been full of those moments as I helped dismantle our previous owner's DIY projects. I'm also the project manager As DH referred to me. I highly doubt I would get hired for that position but since I work cheap I got the job.
The fact that we lived quite "nicely" (albeit with a lot of complaint on the part of this writer) with these things the first time we lived here is testament to the fact that I am doing better and have the energy to make major decisions and work more than full time on the house. Whew that was a long sentence but I'm too tired to change it. Forgive me.
I do have lots of help too. DH Is not only VP, he's my biggest cheering section and does some work when he can. Which hasn't been often because "gasp" he's got a new job taking up a lot if his time! :). Then, there's our wonderful interior decorator who also happens to be our daughter and has lent a hand here And there in actual grunt work. Son#2 gave a hand at demo also. Son#1 lends us his baby for bits of R&R to keep us sane! Getting to babysit this week! And then there's our great friends. She's loaning her husband to us and he's doing just about everything he possibly can to make this reno happen.
But I must say that the way I feel to tonight gives testimony to the fact that I'm also 19 years older than when I was first sick and feeling every one of those years!
Saturday, February 9, 2013
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